“I decided I was safe. I was strong. I was brave. Nothing could vanquish me.”
— Cheryl Strayed
$LAYYYTER

titsay

if i look back, i am lost
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
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@theartofmadeline
One Nice Bug Per Day
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Kiana Khansmith

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Sweet Seals For You, Always
hello vonnie
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@there-are-only-left-socks
“I decided I was safe. I was strong. I was brave. Nothing could vanquish me.”
— Cheryl Strayed
“I mustn’t look at you too much, or I won’t be able to take my eyes off you at all.” - Franz Kafka, Letters To Felice
Loving names I call my OCs
Dante: This bastard
Keito and the Jeweller: These gay idiots (when together)
Keito: This boi
The Jeweller: This hoe
Also the Jeweller: This cunt
Also the Jeweller: This bitch
Literally any of all of my OCs: This fool
Thinking of starting Spoon maybe
Lol imagine the doozy when someone finds this and will experience firsthand disappointment and disgust
I made this blog to be a pretentious fuck, can someone tell me why I haven't been doing exactly that?
Discovery No. Haven't been keeping count:
Talking to people after a day of complete silence is difficult, and doing so with an earphone left in my ear effectively damages my ability to express my thoughts verbally. I must have looked like a troglodyte talking to the cashier.
I can't understand a word, but I love it
侘び寂び。
Browsing Instagram posts tagged #wabisabi makes me wonder whether people know what it really means. It is often written using only kana (the phonetic sets of characters), so I'm assuming people just don't think about it in this way, but let's take a look at it for a moment. It's a concept composed of two parts.
侘 is wabi: sober refinement and simplicity.
寂 is sabi: loneliness, but also the patina of ages on a tea bowl. Calmness, but also desolation.
侘しい, wabishii, is an adjective meaning miserable, lonely, shabby.
寂しい, sabishii, is an adjective meaning solitary, lonely and desolate.
侘び寂び, wabi-sabi, is the art of finding beauty in what is both of these things. It's the sense of distant tranquility you can get when seeing a lone pine tree on a rock. The simplicity you can feel when looking at an unpolished tea bowl. The undefined creativity you can sense when you grab a bamboo calligraphy brush. It's tinted with nostalgia, even when you're looking at something you've never seen before. It's a beauty hiding in poverty and unrefined surfaces.
English, the language of bards
TIL there's the word “cocksure”, which means “marked by overconfidence or presumptuousness”.
Perfect.
The fact that my brain is incapable of remembering anything that doesn't seem useful to it makes me effectively ineducable and I don't have enough words to express how much I hate it
“If the world were clear, art would not exist.” - Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus
I don't have enough people to complain to about my constantly increasing bra cup size. No, you don't understand, it's seriously getting out of hand. No pun intended.
Everyone is sitting here in the class paying moderate levels of attention and I'm over in my corner looking at the only good picture I have ever drawn like man I wish I had some real talents instead of no dreams or goals in life and no hope for the future